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“You aren’t supposed to be in here.” Tyler’s voice comes from behind the lockers. “They call it the ‘boy’s locker room’ for a reason.” “It’s early release. You have forty five minutes until you have to start getting ready for practice.” I smirk as I say it. Tyler comes towards me. I don’t let him say anything before I start kissing him. I unzip my hoodie and throw it into one of the open lockers. “That was Nick’s locker. You know that right?” Tyler smiles. I roll my eyes and go back to kissing çankaya escort him. “We’re the only ones in here, right?” Tyler nods. I pull his shirt over his head and run my hands along his bare chest. He pulls my shirt off my body. I continue kissing him as he unbuttons my jeans and I kick them off. He picks me up while he’s kissing me. I wrap my legs around his waist. As I’m kissing him he carries me to the sinks. He breaks keçiören escort the kiss long enough to pull my panties off my body. He unhooks my bra and it easily slips off of me. “God, what am I doing? Coach could walk in on us at any moment.” “That’s the fun of it.” I breathe the words out. I’m naked and it’s been weeks since Tyler and I were alone. I push Tyler’s boxers off of him, revealing his hard cock. My entire body is aroused. etimesgut escort I can feel the counter getting wet as my juices lubricate my clit. Tyler pulls me closer to the edge of the sink. He moves towards me and rubs his cock up and down between my pussy lips. “Stop it Tyler, just…” I’m about to finish my sentence but he cuts me off by pushing his cock into me. I gasp out. I can’t believe how good it feels. I reach my hands around his neck and pull him closer to me. He fucks me hard and fast as he kisses my neck. My breathing quickens and I start moaning. I know I shouldn’t be, people could walk in at any moment, people could probably hear me in the gym. I can feel his cock moving in and out of me in long, deep strokes. My nails dig into his back, trying to get a hold of myself, but my body isn’t listening to me.